In the early morning, there was misty fog in the valley.

The entire valley seemed to be surrounded by a layer of veil, and it was not clear.

Zhuang Yi sat cross-legged on the big rock, swallowing the rich vitality of the world. The plan for the day lies in the morning. Morning practice is a compulsory course for those who practice martial arts.

Once the spring festival passes, it means that winter is about to pass, and the pace of spring is getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, Zhuang Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and a splendid light flashed through his eyes.

A faint joy rose on his face, "After these seven battles, my true energy has become much purer invisibly, and many obstacles in the past have actually been working as expected. As Aunt Yue said, only in battle can warriors understand the essence of martial arts. These are difficult to find in the practice alone."

He stood up, posed, and practiced long fists.

After experiencing the battle on the ring, Zhuang Yi discovered the importance of ninth-grade martial arts.

"Although the lowest-grade martial arts skills of the ninth grade, it is precisely because of the low-grade martial arts that are the most basic martial arts. That's right, the eighth grade martial arts are powerful and gorgeous, and they are far from comparable to the ninth grade martial arts. However, if the foundation is not laid at the beginning and practice the eighth grade martial arts well, it is just a paper tiger. Just like that Zhuang Qiang. If he practices the basic martial arts well, how could he be defeated by me in two moves?"

Zhuang Yi murmured to himself, "My true qi enters the country too quickly, but it also causes problems. If the martial arts practice cannot keep up, it is likely that he will follow Zhuang Qiang's footsteps."

Changquan is the most comprehensive martial arts skill. People who practice any attribute of true qi can practice it. In the battle field of the dealer, three or four out of ten people practice Changquan.

He practiced all the moves meticulously, and Zhuang Yi stopped and stood there and carefully experienced each move and every move.

At this time, the sun was already high, and the mist in the valley had slowly dissipated, revealing the true face of Xiaogu.

Taking a long breath, Zhuang Yi looked up at the sky and said to himself, "Today is the last day of the competition. The last winner will be decided, and then, all winners will be rewarded. I am not interested in any mysterious prize, but there is something that must be retrieved. Today is a must."

A trace of determination appeared on his face, and Zhuang Yi walked out of the valley.

As soon as I walked out of the valley, I saw a graceful figure standing beside a tree not far away, standing against a tree, wearing a water-blue long skirt, which added a bit more elegance.

"Xiaolong?" Zhuang Yi paused under his feet and said in surprise.

The girl standing leaning against a tree was Minglong. Seeing Zhuang Yi, a hint of joy appeared in Mingli's eyes, "Zhuang Yi, are you going to the Zhuang Family Ancestral Hall?"

"Are you going to wait for me here?" Zhuang Yi understood and couldn't help feeling warm. She was afraid that I would be assassinated by Zhuang Ting and the others after I arrived at the banker!

When Zhuang Yi approached, Minglong walked lightly to his side, tilted his head, and his little face was extremely serious, "I said, I want to protect you."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yi couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth. A little girl said seriously that she wanted to protect herself, which made him feel funny. As she smiled, when she saw the persistence in her eyes, a string in her heart was gently tugged.

"In the past, Brother Zhuang Yi always protected me. From now on, I will protect Brother Zhuang Yi!" A sentence that had been forgotten in my memory came back to my mind.

That was before Minglong was in seclusion, but she was only eight years old, solemnly said such words. Zhuang Yi, who has the soul of an adult, laughed like today. She just thought it was coaxing the child and said, "Okay, Brother Zhuang Yi will rely on you to protect him in the future."

Unexpectedly, she still remembers it.

"Let's go." Zhuang Yi turned his head and walked forward.

Seeing the touching condensed in his eyes, a hint of tenderness appeared on Minglong's little face. He followed him silently.

Along the way, there were no accidents. As Zhuang Yi had expected, Zhuang Ting and his son were not so crazy that they were openly attacking him.

"Go back, don't enter it rashly like last time. It's the forbidden area of ​​the dealer. If it's seen by the guards, it will be very troublesome."

At the door, Zhuang Yi stopped and said to Minglong.

Minglong was unexpectedly well-behaved, as if he knew that there would be no danger here, so he nodded slightly and turned around and left.

Seeing her back disappear, the tenderness on Zhuang Yi's face gradually faded away. When he turned around, he had already returned to his former indifference. He stepped into the door with a proud look.

The clan members of the banker have all reached the stage, and thousands of people are fighting in the martial arts field, which is spectacular.

The Zhuang Yi is completely different from the day of the Spring Festival. The name of genius has spread throughout the entire Zhuangjia. Every clan member knows that another genius with outstanding talent has appeared in the family.

This is a good thing to be happy for ordinary people. Ordinary people in this world rely on the strong to survive. The more powerful people there are in the family, the greater the power of the family, and the more benefits they can get.

A genius appears in the family, which means that in the future, the family will add another strong man!

Therefore, when Zhuang Yi appeared in the martial arts venue, it attracted everyone's attention. Tens of thousands of hot gazes, even with Zhuang Yi's calmness, he couldn't help but feel a sudden sudden feeling. The huge pressure was many times stronger than Zhuang Fan, the strongest master he had ever encountered.

After finally reaching his own position, fine beads of sweat have already oozed out of Zhuang Yi's head, thinking, "A person's power is ultimately no more than tens of thousands of people. Just the gaze makes people feel such pressure. If he faces an army of thousands of people, how terrifying the murderous aura will be."

"It is said that when a top-grade innate peak encounters a well-trained army of more than 10,000 people, you can only take a detour. Only by crossing the innate and reaching the legendary mysterious and mysterious realm can you ignore the number of people. No matter how many troops are surrounded, you can still come from and go, and you are invincible. I don't know when I can reach that realm."

As he thought about it, Zhuang Yi couldn't help but be fascinated.

At this moment, he heard his name and woke up suddenly. He saw an elder on the stage looking at him with bright eyes.

Looking at the two young men standing on the stage, Zhuang Yi understood that they were ready to compete with the winners and give rewards.

After dusting his sleeves, Zhuang Yi walked up slowly. He stood next to a boy with a certain age difference, facing nearly 10,000 tribesmen.

There are eight winners in the ** group and the youth group. The most dazzling one is Zhuang Xiaoyue.

The top-grade martial artist does not have a youth group. She is only twelve and a half years old. She beats all her opponents among a group of adults and wins the top spot.

This talent is enough to make everyone awe.
Chapter completed!